Acne Girl Wife The Cassanova
The Mental Hospital

...The truth is painful. However, to be rejected however, no one can deny it....

...~JBlack...

...🌴🌴🌴...

"No. No way!" rachel did not accept. "Papa must be lying, right? Papa says that let Rachel not be disappointed with Papa, right?" 

Hermansyah. He was about to hold the hand of his adopted daughter but Rachel quickly dodged.

"Tell me, Pa! Papa lied, didn't he?" rachel shouted with emotion.

"Come with you, Papa! You'll know everything" said Hermansyah, who quickly exited Rachel's room.

The woman stared unharmed at the middle-aged man she had always considered her father. Rachel didn't know whether to believe her father's words or not. However, looking at her father's attitude all along showed that it indeed seemed like he was just an adopted son.

Hermansyah never had time for her. The old man always left Rachel's needs to his waitress and nanny. Even when she was sick, Hermansyah would come and accompany her for a while and then leave again.

Finally, I don't want to get worse. Don't want to get any longer. Rachel followed her papa's footsteps. She doesn't know where she's taking her, but Rachel hopes that what she's hearing isn't the truth. 

"Where are we going, Pa?" rachel asked as the two began to enter the car and Hermansyah drove her own vehicle. 

"To the place you've always wanted to go" said the middle-aged man with a focus on looking ahead.

Rachel looked at her papa. The person who becomes his first love and wound. The figure he expected his affection never gave it to him.

Maybe for material and money, he's fulfilled so much. However, for the inner, the love, the affection, all that he did not get. It was as if she was made a princess in a deserted and empty house.

Before long their vehicle begins to stop at a building with a license plate name "Hospital of Souls" which makes Rachel look at her father in wonder.

"Why are we here?" 

"Let's get off!" take Papa Hermansyah by opening the car door and getting out.

Eventually the two began to enter the vast building. Along the way, Rachel held both of her hands as she saw some insane people wandering around. He even held his papa's hand as they approached.

"They won't bother you" said Hermansyah, who then wrapped her hand around Rachel's shoulder.

The feelings of Syakir's lover warmed. For the first time her father was so close to her like this. For the first time, she hugged him like this.

A hug she wanted. The hug he had hoped for long ago turned out to be able to feel. 

"We have arrived" said Papa Hermansyah, stopping at the door of a room. 

Rachel looked at the door slowly. This is where he'll know everything. Knows the truth of who he really is.

When Hermansyah started opening the door. From far away, Rachel could see a woman sitting on the bed with her legs tied up staring at the window of her room. A woman with hair so straight black and similar to her enemy.

He held his papa's hand as their footsteps began to approach. Until the moment her papa touched the woman's shoulder. Rachel began to feel her fear come true. 

"Emili," called Hermansyah as her husband began to gaze towards the two.

"Father!" emili said she looks so happy. "Have you met our son? You've met our little Ema, haven't you?" 

Rachel looked at the interaction. He understood the question he was always asking. Where is her mother. Where's the mother who was never home. And here's the answer. The answer to all his curiosity all along.

"I haven't seen Ema, Ma. Ema…" 

"Ema.Ema my little princess. Don't take him!" emili's yelling started to go back hysterical.

"A little while, Ma. Soon I'll pick up our daughter" said Hermansyah, who made Rachel's heart feel stabbed.

He looked at his father with his head shaking. This can't happen. He couldn't accept that little girl living in his magnificent house. The palace that was built for him. 

"Rachel," called Hermansyah as Emili calmed down and fell asleep. "You've always wanted to see who my wife is, haven't you?" 

"She, Emili. The wife I love, Humaira's biological mother," continued Hermansyah as he rubbed his wife's head gently. 

He doesn't talk about anything. Rachel still felt shock and wondered about her true self. Who exactly is he, if not the biological son of Hermansyah and Emili.

"It used to be when Humaira began to be taken by Mr. Seno and his wife. Emili began to lose her mind. He's stressed from losing the child we've been waiting for" the middle-aged man paused. "Then, Emili's illness became more and more. She even just cried and hugged a photo of Humaira."

"I can't see his condition. Our family began to think about finding another child to get Emili healed. Until I finally get you," said Hermansyah with a look at Rachel who was also staring at him.

"So where did Papa find me?" 

"The orphanage" said Hermansyah. "Mother Panti said you were the child her parents left behind because they died." 

Rachel's heart slipped. Tears began to pile up in both eyes. He did not expect that his life story that had been beautiful was just happy.

Happiness and wealth are not his. Yes, he is not the owner of everything that the Alkitir Family has. Instead, she was just a surrogate child who was picked up from the parlour and made into a princess.

"So, I'm really not a kid, Papa?" 

"Yes. You're not my real son!" 

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If in Malang the atmosphere is still heating up. In Jakarta, Humaira was crying when her best friend told her everything that happened to her. Rachel's trap then all the actions of the woman were told by Sefira in detail.

Nothing is covered by Syakir's sister. Everything he told me was so detailed that Humaira started trying to find the red thread inside.

"What's the reason Rachel did that to me, Fir?"

"Because he knows who you really are" Sefira replied quietly.

"What is it, Fir?" ask Humaira who doesn't understand.

Honestly, he did not understand what his best friend meant. What exactly was the reason Rachel did all that to him. Humaira who is intelligent certainly thinks if there is a consequence then there is a cause that is done. 

"You are.." pause Sefira who seemed hesitant to say it.

It seemed that Syakir's sister was heavy about telling Humaira the truth. Sefira's inertia certainly makes Humaira began to be impatient.

"Tell me, Fir. What really happened!" 

"Actually you're not the son of Seno's father and Shadiva's mother, Mai." 

~Connected

Start peeling one by one well. BTW actually I want to write down really. This is just a new twist of the nulis.

Those who do not like this part do not need to be read. I can't make you guys. If you think this is out of the storyline. Sorry, but this was the foundation of my story from the beginning. One of the keys to this story is.

For old readers, I know my story style. There will be a lot of intrigue in it as well as I'm completely crushed.

Again for those who do not like, you pass gakpapa. Wait for the part you like. But later if you don't connect jan angryin me well.